WEBVTT - CZM Book Club: Kushtaka, by Mathilda Zeller

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<v Speaker 1>Cool Zone Media book Club, book Club, book Club, boo Club.

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<v Speaker 1>I've never gotten to do this booooky thing before. That's

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<v Speaker 1>not true. I've probably done it every October, but I

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<v Speaker 1>don't remember it, because why would I remember doing something cringey? Although,

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<v Speaker 1>as they say, only the cringe are free, that shouldn't

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<v Speaker 1>be our tagline here at Kolzon Media book Club, but

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<v Speaker 1>it kind of could be, except actually I would say

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<v Speaker 1>that this week's story isn't cringeing at all. It's just good.

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<v Speaker 1>I'm the one who's cringey. I'm your host, Margaret Kiljoy.

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<v Speaker 1>This is the only book club where you don't have

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<v Speaker 1>to do the reading because I do it for you.

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<v Speaker 1>There might be other book clubs where you don't have

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<v Speaker 1>to do the reading because someone else does it for you,

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<v Speaker 1>but it's not this one. Also, sometimes I resent my

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<v Speaker 1>own choice in using that tagline, because while having a

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<v Speaker 1>story read to you is different than reading, it's like,

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<v Speaker 1>not so fundamentally different than reading. I listen to a

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<v Speaker 1>lot of audiobooks, and I tell people I read those

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<v Speaker 1>books because, you know what, every single word of them

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<v Speaker 1>went into my brain. And what is reading besides having

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<v Speaker 1>words go into your brain? Anyway? We're going to do

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<v Speaker 1>some horror stories this month and this is one of them.

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<v Speaker 1>oOoOO okay one more time. Woo. That's how you're supposed

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<v Speaker 1>to do spooky Okay. First up this week, we have

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<v Speaker 1>a story called Kushduka and it's by Matilda Zeller and

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<v Speaker 1>it first appeared in the twenty twenty three collection Never

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<v Speaker 1>Whistle at Night in Indigenous dark fiction anthology. It is

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<v Speaker 1>a creature and a slasher centering around a figure, the Kushduka,

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<v Speaker 1>which is common in the folklore of people native to

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<v Speaker 1>so called Alaska. And as for what the creature is,

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<v Speaker 1>I will let Matilda explain that to you in a

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<v Speaker 1>second in the story. And it is a spooky story,

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<v Speaker 1>and heads up that not everyone's going to make it out.

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<v Speaker 1>You could probably guess that there's a little bit of gore,

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<v Speaker 1>mostly off camera. I'll probably be doing more content warnings

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<v Speaker 1>than usual for Spooky Month, because I don't know whatever.

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<v Speaker 1>People of different ages and different desires of listening to

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<v Speaker 1>things listen to things. I'm squeamish and this one was

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<v Speaker 1>all right for me. As you listen, you should keep

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<v Speaker 1>an ear out for what Matilda is doing with perspective.

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<v Speaker 1>And now Kushduka by Matilda Zeller. You don't have to

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<v Speaker 1>love him, just make his baby, Mama said, hanging the

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<v Speaker 1>fleshy swath of salmon to dry. It might have colored eyes,

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<v Speaker 1>you know, maybe blue eyes. He'll pay you to keep

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<v Speaker 1>quiet about it. Mama had always been Machavelian, but this

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<v Speaker 1>was next level. Not even the old ladies who gossiped

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<v Speaker 1>about her would have guessed she'd tried to pull something

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<v Speaker 1>like this. I shuddered and slid my knife up the

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<v Speaker 1>side of another salmon, severing a long filet of red

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<v Speaker 1>flesh and silver scales. The cold, wet flesh reminded me

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<v Speaker 1>of Hank Ferryman's lips, which he constantly licked while talking

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<v Speaker 1>to us village girls. His hands were wide and stubby,

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<v Speaker 1>his cheeks were poked and ruddy, and his breath smelled

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<v Speaker 1>like a caribou carcass that had been left out in

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<v Speaker 1>the sun for a week. He's rich, Mama reminded me, unnecessarily,

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<v Speaker 1>and I'm sure he wouldn't be wanting his wife back

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<v Speaker 1>in Kansas, knowing he's got a kid up here. The

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<v Speaker 1>money could really help, you know, He's probably got kids

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<v Speaker 1>all over the Kobuk valley, I muttered, and I don't

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<v Speaker 1>want to make anyone's baby, except maybe Paana's. But even then,

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<v Speaker 1>that's not happening until after I finished college, which costs

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<v Speaker 1>money that we don't have, which is why this conversation

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<v Speaker 1>is happening in the first place. I brought down my

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<v Speaker 1>knife too quickly through the filet and caught the side

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<v Speaker 1>of my thumb. Blood blossomed along the cut, and I

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<v Speaker 1>brought it reflexively to my mouth, the taste of my

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<v Speaker 1>blood mingling with the fishes. Mama sucked her teeth. Stupid girl,

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<v Speaker 1>go inside and clean that up. You're getting blood everywhere.

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<v Speaker 1>The cut stung, but it was a way out of

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<v Speaker 1>this conversation and away from Mama. I jogged back to

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<v Speaker 1>the house, pressing my jacket sleeve around the cut, which

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<v Speaker 1>extended from the tip of my thumb down the side

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<v Speaker 1>of my palm. Not wanting to take the pressure off it,

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<v Speaker 1>I kicked the door with my toe. It was Pana,

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<v Speaker 1>not my Auna, who opened it. My heart fluttered a little,

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<v Speaker 1>despite having known him my whole life. What do you

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<v Speaker 1>do here? He grinned that perfect grin, complete with deep

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<v Speaker 1>set dimples and one eye tooth missing, having tea with

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<v Speaker 1>your Ana. Why not that I minded, But he was

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<v Speaker 1>supposed to be on shift in the mines. There was

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<v Speaker 1>an accident down at the mines. Frankie an o'clock, and

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<v Speaker 1>a couple of the white guys too, you know the

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<v Speaker 1>ones visiting from Kansas. Which white guys. Maybe one was

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<v Speaker 1>Hank Ferryman. Maybe Mama would leave me alone. Then Jim

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<v Speaker 1>and Bob. They all survived, but they're in really rough shape.

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<v Speaker 1>Had to be flown to Fairbanks. Oh my heart sank

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<v Speaker 1>a little. How did they get hurt? Pana's face darkened?

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<v Speaker 1>Maybe you should come inside. Anna waited on the overstuffed

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<v Speaker 1>chintz sofa, her dark eyes smiling at me from their

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<v Speaker 1>nests of deep wrinkles. She was aged but ageless. I

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<v Speaker 1>swear she hasn't changed since I was four years old.

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<v Speaker 1>It was Sedna, Anna said, by way of greeting, she's

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<v Speaker 1>the mistress of the underworld and they're mining into her domain.

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<v Speaker 1>Hana shook his head. The foreman said it was a

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<v Speaker 1>bear or maybe some wolves. A bear and maybe some wolves.

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<v Speaker 1>Honor repeated cackling. He didn't even see what happened. He

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<v Speaker 1>is throwing guesses into the dark. I sat down next

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<v Speaker 1>to Pawna Sedna's mythology. Anna, Sedna is angry, Anna interrupted,

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<v Speaker 1>they're coming uninvited and taking what's ours. They don't belong

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<v Speaker 1>here in our land, in our beds. She clutched her

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<v Speaker 1>draw tight, swallowing hard. But Sedna is gracious enough to

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<v Speaker 1>give warning. She only tore their guts out. A wolf,

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<v Speaker 1>for bear would have stayed to eat the guts. They

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<v Speaker 1>wouldn't be alive in the hospital right now if it

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<v Speaker 1>weren't for her grace. I turned to Pona my own innards, tightening.

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<v Speaker 1>Their guts were torn out. Panna nodded, torn up across

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<v Speaker 1>the abdomen, torn up everywhere. In fact, I raised a

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<v Speaker 1>skeptical highbrow. And they're saying it was wolf wolves. Hanna

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<v Speaker 1>shifted defensively. If they weren't sane, it was wolves, you

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<v Speaker 1>know who, they'd be accusing us, all of us. I

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<v Speaker 1>nodded my head. What did you do to your hand,

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<v Speaker 1>Anna said, reaching for me with one hand and smacking

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<v Speaker 1>Paana's knee with the other. Panna, why didn't you see

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<v Speaker 1>she's hurt? Go get the bandages. Pauna jumped up to

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<v Speaker 1>get them. He didn't need to ask where he knew

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<v Speaker 1>my house as well as I did. As soon as

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<v Speaker 1>he was out of the room, Anna leaned towards me.

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<v Speaker 1>He wants to marry you, you know, I sighed, I know.

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<v Speaker 1>Paanna had been saved last year by a visiting preacher

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<v Speaker 1>and was now determined to marry me before I moved in.

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<v Speaker 1>Common law marriage was what basically everyone else did, but

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<v Speaker 1>not Pauna. No, he wanted to go to a little

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<v Speaker 1>white chapel and promise God he'd love me first. Your

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<v Speaker 1>grandfather married me first, Anna reminded me, smiling. I know,

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<v Speaker 1>I repeated. I'd heard the story a million times, how

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<v Speaker 1>he'd waited and saved until he could take Grandma and Eddie,

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<v Speaker 1>her baby from a visiting school teacher all the way

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<v Speaker 1>out to Fairbanks for a marriage and adoption. He'd wanted

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<v Speaker 1>to do it properly, he said. She thought it was

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<v Speaker 1>stupid at the time, but it had grown to be

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<v Speaker 1>a major point of pride with her. I wasn't sure

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<v Speaker 1>I saw the point. It was a lot of money,

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<v Speaker 1>but Pana cared about doing it that way, and I

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<v Speaker 1>cared about him. Pana returned with the first aid kits

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<v Speaker 1>and pulled my hand into his lap. Gingerly unwrapping it

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<v Speaker 1>from the jacket sleeve. I'm taking Hank Ferryman's boy hunting

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<v Speaker 1>this weekend, he said, pouring some iodine onto a bit

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<v Speaker 1>of gauze. Hank says he wants him toughened up out

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<v Speaker 1>there on the tundra. I rolled my eyes. Panna and

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<v Speaker 1>his crew would do no such thing, not if they

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<v Speaker 1>wanted repeat business. They would take the kid out there,

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<v Speaker 1>make him feel like a big tough hunter while doing

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<v Speaker 1>all the actual work of packing things, unpacking things, and

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<v Speaker 1>hauling things, and he would have stories to take back

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<v Speaker 1>to his buddies in Kansas. It was about the kid's

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<v Speaker 1>ego and the dad's too. I'm sure he'll shoot the

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<v Speaker 1>biggest caribou known to man, I said, with razor sharp teeth.

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<v Speaker 1>Pana grinned. By the time he gets back to Kansas

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<v Speaker 1>will have turned into a polar bear that he killed

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<v Speaker 1>with his own bare hands, added Anna, her face splitting

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<v Speaker 1>into a wide grin, revealing teeth worn down by years

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<v Speaker 1>of leather. Working like this, her hands made violent strangling motions.

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<v Speaker 1>Pana and I melted into a fit of giggles, as

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<v Speaker 1>if we were both ten instead of nearly twenty. Panna

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<v Speaker 1>finished my hand and I stood reluctantly here with him,

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<v Speaker 1>with my ana. This was my heart's home. Outside that

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<v Speaker 1>door lay wolves and bears and Hank Ferrymen and Mama.

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<v Speaker 1>When I returned to Mama, she was smiling. You have

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<v Speaker 1>a job this weekend, a job with Hank Ferryman. He's

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<v Speaker 1>having a party at his lodge. He needs hired help,

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<v Speaker 1>you know, cooking, cleaning. A curdling feeling gathered around my ears.

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<v Speaker 1>Why don't you go work for him? It was a

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<v Speaker 1>stupid question that we both knew the answer to. Mamma

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<v Speaker 1>rolled her eyes. I already told him you'd go, You're going. No, No.

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<v Speaker 1>Mamma's hand tightened on the knife she was holding. I

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<v Speaker 1>did my best not to look down at it. My

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<v Speaker 1>heart trilled like it was trying to beat for three people.

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<v Speaker 1>I don't want to. To my surprise, Mamma's grip loosened

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<v Speaker 1>on the knife and she shrugged. Maybe I'll send esther.

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<v Speaker 1>Then my mouth went dry. Esther was my fifteen year

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<v Speaker 1>old sister, my sweet compliant sister. Mamma wouldn't She couldn't

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<v Speaker 1>as I stared at her, though I knew she would.

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<v Speaker 1>I'll go. I picked up my ulu and rocked it

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<v Speaker 1>across the salmon, chopping its head. That's what I thought,

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<v Speaker 1>Mama replied. Some days I hate her. But do you

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<v Speaker 1>know what we don't hate. You're a cool Zone Media

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<v Speaker 1>book club. We don't hate all of our advertisers. That's right,

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<v Speaker 1>not all of them. In fact, you can play a

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<v Speaker 1>game called listen to these ads and decide which ones

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<v Speaker 1>you hate, or you could skip them. I don't actually care.

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<v Speaker 1>And we're back the land of the midnight Sun, bellowed

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<v Speaker 1>Hank Ferryman, punching my shoulder playfully, more like the land

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<v Speaker 1>of six PM bedtime. Was he always this loud? Or

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<v Speaker 1>was the closeness of the truck amplifying his voice? He

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<v Speaker 1>chortled at his own joke. Topisa, Hey Tappy, I cringed

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<v Speaker 1>at the improvised nickname. Tell me a native story, I

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<v Speaker 1>shook my head. That's a bad idea. The sun had

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<v Speaker 1>set an hour ago, and we were bumping over the

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<v Speaker 1>half frozen ground in the dark, with nothing but the

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<v Speaker 1>truck's headlights standing between us and the darkness. Snow had

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<v Speaker 1>begun to fall, thick and fast. Alone with someone like

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<v Speaker 1>him in the darkness like this, seemed the worst possible

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<v Speaker 1>place to bring up the stories that could catch the

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<v Speaker 1>attention of a spirit. It's a swell idea, Hank Ferryman

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<v Speaker 1>doesn't make bad ideas. Don't forget I hired you for

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<v Speaker 1>the evening. The last sentence felt like lead between us.

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<v Speaker 1>He had hired me to cook and clean for his party,

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<v Speaker 1>not tell him stories. I wasn't hired to do whatever

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<v Speaker 1>he felt like doing. My hands curled into fists. Still,

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<v Speaker 1>maybe you would shut him up. Fine, fine, I racked

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<v Speaker 1>my brain, But in the dark darkness I could think

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<v Speaker 1>of nothing bright and benign. There once was a girl

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<v Speaker 1>named Sedna. Her father threw her over the edge of

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<v Speaker 1>his fishing boat. She tried to save herself by catching

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<v Speaker 1>onto the ledge of the boat, but he brought a

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<v Speaker 1>knife down onto her fingers and cut them all off.

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<v Speaker 1>They became the first seals, walruses whales. She became the

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<v Speaker 1>goddess of the underworld. Hank waved his hand impatiently. I

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<v Speaker 1>already know about Sedna. I got your buddy Pana to

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<v Speaker 1>tell me about her. Tell me something new. I pulled

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<v Speaker 1>my coat tighter around me. There are kushduka. They appear

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<v Speaker 1>to us taking on the appearances of those we love.

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<v Speaker 1>They try to get us to go with them, to

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<v Speaker 1>go with them where I pulled my coat even tighter,

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<v Speaker 1>suddenly feeling cold. I don't know. Hank was quiet for

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<v Speaker 1>a blessed minute. Then he let out a guttural snort

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<v Speaker 1>that blossomed into full blown laughter. Oh you call that

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<v Speaker 1>a ghost, missy. Your ghost stories are as bad as

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<v Speaker 1>your watermelons up here. We don't have watermelons up here,

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<v Speaker 1>Damn straight, you don't. I can tell you some ghost

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<v Speaker 1>stories from Kansas that put hair on your chest. In fact,

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<v Speaker 1>my head slammed into a dashboard as Hank floored the brake,

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<v Speaker 1>sending us into a fishtail. When the car finally stopped,

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<v Speaker 1>he sat, his chest heaving as he stared out at

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<v Speaker 1>the road ahead of us. A figure stood before us

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<v Speaker 1>in the headlights, cloaked in heavy furs, black hair tumbled

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<v Speaker 1>down in wild rivulets to her elbows. She pushed back

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<v Speaker 1>the rough of her parka. She was me, or would

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<v Speaker 1>have been, were it not for the pupils that covered

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<v Speaker 1>the whole of her eyes and the hideous, obscenely wide

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<v Speaker 1>grin that distorted the lower half of her face. Hank

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<v Speaker 1>let out a small scream as he floored the gas

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<v Speaker 1>ramming straight into her. A thunder roll of sickening thuds

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<v Speaker 1>juttered through me. She tumbled up and over the hood

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<v Speaker 1>of the truck. I looked behind us, but saw nothing

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<v Speaker 1>in the tail lights. As Hank continued to pick up speed,

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<v Speaker 1>his breathing ragged and shallow. He muttered to himself thickly

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<v Speaker 1>for a moment, before looking over at me with a

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<v Speaker 1>little nervous laugh. Some deer you got out here? Huh?

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<v Speaker 1>I stared. That wasn't a deer. Don't be stupid, Hank coughed.

0:15:24.760 --> 0:15:27.760
<v Speaker 1>I saw my own two eyes. You saw it with yours.

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<v Speaker 1>It was a deer playing as the nose on your face.

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<v Speaker 1>A gentle tapping noise sounded on the glass behind me.

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<v Speaker 1>I shuddered, unable to turn around. I think there's something

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<v Speaker 1>in the bed of the truck. Hank's hands tightened on

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<v Speaker 1>the steering wheel. No, there isn't. Do you hear that.

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<v Speaker 1>I felt those eyes on the back of my head.

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<v Speaker 1>Those eyes all see black pupil, wide and hungry. All

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<v Speaker 1>I hear is you try to amp me up. Wasn't

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<v Speaker 1>enough to tell me your ghost stories? You want to

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<v Speaker 1>spook me now. His body stiffened at the noise. Stop

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<v Speaker 1>it to Pisa, it's not funny at all. It's not me.

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<v Speaker 1>Surely he could see both my hands silent in my lap.

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<v Speaker 1>He huffed impatiently, but didn't say anything else. The tapping stopped,

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<v Speaker 1>He relaxed. He laughed a little. You really had me

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<v Speaker 1>going for a minute there. I didn't reply. There was

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<v Speaker 1>no point. By the time we reached his lodge in

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<v Speaker 1>oversized monstrosity on the edge of the lake, he was

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<v Speaker 1>back to cracking bad jokes and resting his hand on

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<v Speaker 1>my knee, removing it when I batted him off, only

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<v Speaker 1>to drop it there again a second later. You'll love

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<v Speaker 1>this place. I can't believe I've been taking you out

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<v Speaker 1>here yet. I had everything flown in from anchorage. It's

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<v Speaker 1>all custom, top of the line. He was grinning like

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<v Speaker 1>a kid. I hated his familiarity, as if I were

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<v Speaker 1>a friend who hadn't gotten around a visiting instead of

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<v Speaker 1>a village girl whose mother he'd leveraged to drag me

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<v Speaker 1>out here. He slipped out his side of the truck,

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<v Speaker 1>swinging back his keys and whistling. I sat on the

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<v Speaker 1>passenger side, my dread growing in the stillness. I turned

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<v Speaker 1>this time and saw her. She was me, this cushduka

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<v Speaker 1>with inky black eyes and black hair, billowing and wild.

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<v Speaker 1>When her eyes met her face split again into that

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<v Speaker 1>freakishly wide grin that nearly reached her ears and revealed

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<v Speaker 1>pointed molars, meat eating molars, flesh ripping molars. Hank's voice

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<v Speaker 1>registered from somewhere in front of the truck. Aren't you

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<v Speaker 1>coming to Pisa? I opened my mouth and closed it again,

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<v Speaker 1>unable to bring myself to make a sound. The kushduka

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<v Speaker 1>tapped the back window of the truck once more with

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<v Speaker 1>a long black fingernail and disappeared. I tore my eyes

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<v Speaker 1>from the back window to see him trundling over to

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<v Speaker 1>the door. You're one of those fussy, old fashioned girls,

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<v Speaker 1>aren't you. You want a big strong man to open

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<v Speaker 1>the door for you. Is that it? He chuckled to

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<v Speaker 1>himself and opened my door. I climbed out, scared to

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<v Speaker 1>take my eyes off the truck bed, as if doing

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<v Speaker 1>so would make the kushduka materialize again and leap on us,

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<v Speaker 1>ripping at us with those pointed teeth. The lodge was massive,

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<v Speaker 1>with vaulted ceilings and mounted animal heads everywhere. Above the

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<v Speaker 1>fireplace hung two spears crossed over each other, like they

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<v Speaker 1>were European swords or something. But they weren't European. They

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<v Speaker 1>were into it. I recognized the carvings on them, the

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<v Speaker 1>worn leather bindings that secured the pointed stone ends. Those spears. Artifacts.

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<v Speaker 1>They're incredible, aren't they genuine? Ancient artifacts? You know they're

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<v Speaker 1>my grandfathers. Hank Ferryman smile stayed frozen on his face.

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<v Speaker 1>After a pregnant pause, he laughed, you're mistaken. There are

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<v Speaker 1>so many spears out there like these. I recognize the carving.

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<v Speaker 1>They're nothing indigenous motifs that have been carved a thousand

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<v Speaker 1>times over the back of My neck felt tight beyond cringing.

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<v Speaker 1>If they're not his, Where did you get them? Hank shrugged,

0:19:25.760 --> 0:19:29.480
<v Speaker 1>as if I'd asked a stupid question. My secretary found

0:19:29.480 --> 0:19:34.400
<v Speaker 1>them for me, found them, stole them, more likely from

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<v Speaker 1>my widow to Anna found them, bought them. It doesn't matter.

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<v Speaker 1>You're here to work. There's the kitchen, He pointed to

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<v Speaker 1>a corner of the lodge sectioned off by granite countertops.

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<v Speaker 1>My secretary was here earlier. They've dropped off recipes and

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<v Speaker 1>groceries for tonight's dinner. I stalked over the kitchen and

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<v Speaker 1>grabbed the ulu that was sitting on the wood holder

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<v Speaker 1>on the counter. Hank bounded over and snatched out from

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<v Speaker 1>my hands. That's an artifact, it's for decoration. I looked

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<v Speaker 1>down at the ullu in his hands. It was newly sharpened.

0:20:09.800 --> 0:20:13.040
<v Speaker 1>The balan handle was worn, polished to a bright shine

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<v Speaker 1>from all the times it had been gripped. I wonder

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<v Speaker 1>who's anna he stole this from. It's a tool for cutting.

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<v Speaker 1>Hank rolled his eyes. You are basically white. Your dad's

0:20:26.240 --> 0:20:29.320
<v Speaker 1>dad was white, your mother is white. You should be

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<v Speaker 1>able to understand that modern knives are better. He pointed

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<v Speaker 1>to the block of knives on the counter, carbon steel,

0:20:36.760 --> 0:20:40.720
<v Speaker 1>flown in from Japan, top of the line. Try them, honey,

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<v Speaker 1>I promise you'll never go back to an ulu. If

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<v Speaker 1>he saw I was shaking with rage, he didn't show it.

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<v Speaker 1>I strode to the knife block and drew out the

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<v Speaker 1>largest one, grabbing a cutting board and a bag of potatoes.

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<v Speaker 1>Before I could give in to my urge to run

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<v Speaker 1>him through with it. See now, isn't that fabulous? Hank

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<v Speaker 1>Ferryman pumped a fist, as if he had just taught

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<v Speaker 1>me to fish and I'd caught one. He didn't wait

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<v Speaker 1>for a reply before continuing, I'll go to take a piss.

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<v Speaker 1>Make sure the champagne is in the fridge, will you.

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<v Speaker 1>No one likes it warm. And you know here at

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<v Speaker 1>cool Zone Media, we serve all of our products and

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<v Speaker 1>services freshly chilled, just how everyone likes them. And we're back.

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<v Speaker 1>I made dinner. Other men showed up and ate, made

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<v Speaker 1>passes at me, laughed and talked to Hank. I passed

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<v Speaker 1>the hours in a deep, fuzzy rage, forcing myself with

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<v Speaker 1>the motions of arranging canopies on a plate, pulling a

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<v Speaker 1>roast from the oven, slicing it up on a serving tray.

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<v Speaker 1>I couldn't bring myself to fake smile at them. There

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<v Speaker 1>was something outside the house that was clearly murderous and

0:22:04.960 --> 0:22:07.960
<v Speaker 1>looked just like me. There was something inside of me

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<v Speaker 1>that was clearly murderous and felt nothing like me. Someone

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<v Speaker 1>popped the cork off the champagne bottle and I jumped,

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<v Speaker 1>letting out a small scream. The room exploded with laughter,

0:22:20.840 --> 0:22:24.040
<v Speaker 1>and Hank grinned at me, pushing a champagne glass over

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<v Speaker 1>the counter. Towards me. You clearly need to loosen up.

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<v Speaker 1>I pushed it back towards him and left for the bathroom.

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<v Speaker 1>I needed to be somewhere, anywhere, away from these people.

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<v Speaker 1>I locked the bathroom door and pulled myself onto the counter,

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<v Speaker 1>leaning my head back against the mirror. It was colder here,

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<v Speaker 1>a welcome relief from the heat in the main area.

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<v Speaker 1>I breathed deep, sizing up my options, wondering if I

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<v Speaker 1>could get the police to look into how Hank got

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<v Speaker 1>my grandfather's spears, if they would actually care at all.

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<v Speaker 1>Probably not. Heavy dragging sound slid across the hall outside

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<v Speaker 1>the bathroom, I looked down, watching a shadow pass along

0:23:05.560 --> 0:23:08.560
<v Speaker 1>the crack under the door. The air filled with a

0:23:08.600 --> 0:23:12.960
<v Speaker 1>thick smell of old fish. The shadow paused. I pressed

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<v Speaker 1>my lips together, hardly daring to breathe. After an eternity,

0:23:17.080 --> 0:23:20.360
<v Speaker 1>the shadow continued on past the bathroom door and down

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<v Speaker 1>the hall. I slipped off the counter and stood in

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<v Speaker 1>front of the door. The murmur of laughter and conversation

0:23:27.359 --> 0:23:33.080
<v Speaker 1>went silent. Hank Ferryman's voice broke the silence to pisa,

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<v Speaker 1>I told you to leave the artifacts alone. His voice

0:23:38.119 --> 0:23:42.800
<v Speaker 1>should have sounded plaintive, but it didn't. It trembled. A

0:23:42.880 --> 0:23:46.520
<v Speaker 1>scream tore through the air, followed by a trampoline of feet,

0:23:46.960 --> 0:23:51.240
<v Speaker 1>breaking of glasses, more screams. I sat on the counter,

0:23:51.400 --> 0:23:54.800
<v Speaker 1>my mouth growing dry. Someone was running up the hall

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<v Speaker 1>towards me. The handle to the bathroom door rattled, followed

0:23:58.800 --> 0:24:02.359
<v Speaker 1>by pounding that made the door vibrate. Let me in.

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<v Speaker 1>The heavy crack of a skull on the floor proceeded

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<v Speaker 1>a wet, tearing sound. Something dark seeped under the bathroom door,

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<v Speaker 1>and it wasn't until the smell hit me that I

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<v Speaker 1>fully registered what it was. Blood. Primal growls turned into

0:24:20.119 --> 0:24:24.760
<v Speaker 1>satisfied chewing and smacking noises. I pressed my back against

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<v Speaker 1>the bathroom mirror, drawing my knees to my chest. My

0:24:29.040 --> 0:24:32.560
<v Speaker 1>heart thudded in my ears, and my breathing sounded too loud.

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<v Speaker 1>It that Kushduka would hear me, It that creature would

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<v Speaker 1>find me. My blood would join with the blood on

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<v Speaker 1>the floor. After what felt like an eternity, a rustling

0:24:46.440 --> 0:24:49.200
<v Speaker 1>of furs and patting of feet told me it was leaving.

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<v Speaker 1>I heard the front door banging open, the sound of

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<v Speaker 1>feet on gravel walking away. I couldn't stay here. It

0:24:58.200 --> 0:25:01.800
<v Speaker 1>could come back, it would back. I needed to get

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<v Speaker 1>home to my auna and her shotgun. Would a shotgun

0:25:05.080 --> 0:25:08.920
<v Speaker 1>work against a kushtuca? Surely it would. If it weren't

0:25:08.920 --> 0:25:11.560
<v Speaker 1>flesh and blood itself, it wouldn't be able to do

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<v Speaker 1>whatever it just did. I dropped to the floor as

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<v Speaker 1>silently as I could, holding my breath while I turned

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<v Speaker 1>the doorknob. I had seen a lot of blood in

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<v Speaker 1>my life. I had gutted fish and caribou, slaughtered ducks,

0:25:26.359 --> 0:25:30.960
<v Speaker 1>and sliced up eels. But that was orderly, deliberate, purposeful.

0:25:32.000 --> 0:25:37.000
<v Speaker 1>This this was not that. Bloody footprints covered the floor,

0:25:37.640 --> 0:25:42.720
<v Speaker 1>blood spatters and smears graced the walls. There weren't men here.

0:25:43.320 --> 0:25:47.119
<v Speaker 1>There were pieces of men and trails of men. I

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<v Speaker 1>took a step forward and my foot grazed something wet.

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<v Speaker 1>I looked down. It was an eye, blood shot across

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<v Speaker 1>the silera. It rolled, revealing a blue iris as blue

0:25:59.000 --> 0:26:02.800
<v Speaker 1>as hanks. I fell into a squat, hugging my knees,

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<v Speaker 1>pressing my toes down to stop myself from falling into

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<v Speaker 1>the mess. I didn't want to touch the ground. I

0:26:08.760 --> 0:26:12.040
<v Speaker 1>didn't want to touch anything. I pressed my shoulders between

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<v Speaker 1>my knees and vomited. Outside Hank's sled dogs started barking.

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<v Speaker 1>Working up into a panic, I looked around. I had

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<v Speaker 1>to get out of here. Hank's keys had been in

0:26:23.960 --> 0:26:27.000
<v Speaker 1>his pocket, but now I could barely bring myself to

0:26:27.080 --> 0:26:30.280
<v Speaker 1>cast my eyes around the room again. This was a search.

0:26:30.320 --> 0:26:34.439
<v Speaker 1>I couldn't undertake the dogs. The dogs would take me

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<v Speaker 1>home and away from that thing, whatever that thing was.

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<v Speaker 1>I grabbed my grandfather's spear off the wall, the ulu

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<v Speaker 1>off the counter, and stepped lightly out onto the gravel.

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<v Speaker 1>New snow was starting to fall, dusting the gravel and

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<v Speaker 1>recoding the already fallen snow in the yard. I pressed

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<v Speaker 1>my back into the log exterior and side stepped towards

0:26:55.280 --> 0:26:59.520
<v Speaker 1>the barn where the huskies were. Their barking had died down,

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<v Speaker 1>and now they were all panting and whimpering anxiously. I

0:27:04.320 --> 0:27:08.320
<v Speaker 1>stepped into the shadowy barn, straining my eyes against the darkness.

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<v Speaker 1>If she was in here, they'd know, wouldn't they. If

0:27:12.280 --> 0:27:16.480
<v Speaker 1>she was still there, they'd still be barking. But they weren't.

0:27:17.040 --> 0:27:20.960
<v Speaker 1>They were just whimpering and staring at me. Still. My

0:27:21.040 --> 0:27:25.480
<v Speaker 1>scalp prickled. She'd be coming back. Something deep inside me

0:27:25.560 --> 0:27:28.840
<v Speaker 1>knew it. I grabbed their harness and began hooking them

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<v Speaker 1>up as quickly as I could, praying that the snow

0:27:31.720 --> 0:27:33.960
<v Speaker 1>is deep enough that the dogs would nowhere to go,

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<v Speaker 1>that I wouldn't fall off. I'd driven a sledge a

0:27:37.200 --> 0:27:40.240
<v Speaker 1>few times before, but I wasn't good at it, not

0:27:40.359 --> 0:27:44.080
<v Speaker 1>by a long shot. Something shuffled in the dark. The

0:27:44.119 --> 0:27:48.119
<v Speaker 1>dogs whining intensified. My hand shook as they buckled the

0:27:48.200 --> 0:27:52.119
<v Speaker 1>last clasp, and I jumped onto the runners. Something shuffled again,

0:27:52.480 --> 0:27:57.840
<v Speaker 1>and the rancid fish smell filled the air. She was here, go,

0:27:58.440 --> 0:28:01.880
<v Speaker 1>I hissed to the dogs. Mush sh The dogs whimpered,

0:28:01.920 --> 0:28:05.040
<v Speaker 1>looking around anxiously. I tried to whistle at them, but

0:28:05.119 --> 0:28:09.440
<v Speaker 1>my mouth was too dry. Something bit into my arm,

0:28:09.960 --> 0:28:14.080
<v Speaker 1>sharp and cold. I screamed, and the dogs took off

0:28:14.119 --> 0:28:17.040
<v Speaker 1>like a shot. I snatched the handle with one hand

0:28:17.080 --> 0:28:20.400
<v Speaker 1>and slapped the kushduka with the other. Her nails dug

0:28:20.440 --> 0:28:24.399
<v Speaker 1>into my flesh, and searing cold shot through me. I

0:28:24.480 --> 0:28:27.160
<v Speaker 1>raised the arm she was gripping and bit down hard

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<v Speaker 1>on her hand. A scream echoed across the tundra as

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<v Speaker 1>she fell back and weak gained speed. I looked over

0:28:34.400 --> 0:28:37.359
<v Speaker 1>my shoulder and saw her in the moonlight, a dark,

0:28:37.440 --> 0:28:42.960
<v Speaker 1>spidery figure loping towards us across the white snow. I

0:28:43.000 --> 0:28:46.440
<v Speaker 1>shook the reins, urging the dogs to go faster. The

0:28:46.480 --> 0:28:49.520
<v Speaker 1>sound of her awkward lope and heavy breathing grew louder.

0:28:50.440 --> 0:28:54.560
<v Speaker 1>We swerved through scrub brush. She bounded over it. She

0:28:54.760 --> 0:28:59.600
<v Speaker 1>was gaining on us. Blam. A shot rang out across

0:28:59.640 --> 0:29:03.840
<v Speaker 1>the hill. Blam. It was a shotgun. Who on Earth

0:29:03.920 --> 0:29:06.960
<v Speaker 1>was shooting their gun at this time of night? Blam.

0:29:07.320 --> 0:29:09.920
<v Speaker 1>I prayed the bullet would miss us, that it would

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<v Speaker 1>find my kush Duca. We had come into the river,

0:29:12.840 --> 0:29:15.720
<v Speaker 1>and the dog swerved to run parallel to it. The

0:29:15.800 --> 0:29:19.960
<v Speaker 1>kushduka cut the corner, closing the distance between us. I

0:29:20.000 --> 0:29:22.560
<v Speaker 1>could feel her breath on the back of my hand.

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<v Speaker 1>Smell the blood and fetid flesh. Blam. The smell subsided.

0:29:27.640 --> 0:29:30.440
<v Speaker 1>I looked back behind me and she was on the ground, inert.

0:29:30.800 --> 0:29:33.360
<v Speaker 1>The dog slowed to a walk, and my knees buckled

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<v Speaker 1>with relief. Blam. Why were they still shooting? The kushduca

0:29:37.880 --> 0:29:41.560
<v Speaker 1>was dead. Someone grabbed me, throwing a hand over my

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<v Speaker 1>mouth and another around my waist, tackling me to the ground.

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<v Speaker 1>Don't say a word. It was Pana. Buck Hanks, boy

0:29:53.280 --> 0:29:57.480
<v Speaker 1>has absolutely lost his mind. I nodded. We crawled behind

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<v Speaker 1>a rock and sat stock still fleeing our breathing with

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<v Speaker 1>our coat sleeves. Footsteps grated across the stones on the

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<v Speaker 1>river bank. I got one, two, three, little Indians all

0:30:11.800 --> 0:30:16.880
<v Speaker 1>for me, Buck sang. I ignored Pana's whispered protests and

0:30:16.920 --> 0:30:20.320
<v Speaker 1>peeked around the boulder to see Hank Ferryman's son nudge

0:30:20.320 --> 0:30:23.760
<v Speaker 1>the inert Kushduca with the barrel of his rifle. You're

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<v Speaker 1>an ugly one, aren't you, he muttered. The kushduca shifted.

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<v Speaker 1>Buck nudged the Kashduca with the butt of his rifle.

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<v Speaker 1>Are you dead? Or do I need to blast you again?

0:30:35.840 --> 0:30:38.280
<v Speaker 1>He spoke as if he were offering a complimentary turn

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<v Speaker 1>down service at a fancy hotel, rather than threatening mortal violence.

0:30:43.200 --> 0:30:47.640
<v Speaker 1>The Kushduca made a quiet whimpering sound. Or better yet,

0:30:47.680 --> 0:30:51.000
<v Speaker 1>perhaps with my own hands. He dropped to his knees

0:30:51.040 --> 0:30:53.920
<v Speaker 1>and put his hands around the Koshduca's throat. It made

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<v Speaker 1>a strangled sound, writhing against his tightening grip. A knot

0:30:58.360 --> 0:31:01.240
<v Speaker 1>twisted in my stomach. I should have been relieved to

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<v Speaker 1>see the Kushduca go, But in that moment, she looked

0:31:04.440 --> 0:31:09.960
<v Speaker 1>at me. She looked like me. Somehow, she was me.

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<v Speaker 1>Buck squeezed harder, and she kicked and flailed her foot,

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<v Speaker 1>connecting with the butt of the gun, sending it skittering

0:31:18.280 --> 0:31:23.560
<v Speaker 1>towards me across the snow. Ignoring Pana's protests, I lunged forward,

0:31:23.640 --> 0:31:26.760
<v Speaker 1>grabbing it and bringing it level, jamming the butt into

0:31:26.760 --> 0:31:30.800
<v Speaker 1>my shoulder. Stop. My voice didn't sound like mine. It

0:31:30.920 --> 0:31:34.760
<v Speaker 1>sounded desperate, primeval, superhuman. My finger went to the trigger.

0:31:34.800 --> 0:31:38.400
<v Speaker 1>My voice trembled when I spoke, you're killing her. Stop.

0:31:38.960 --> 0:31:41.080
<v Speaker 1>I fired a warning shot above his head, and he

0:31:41.160 --> 0:31:44.840
<v Speaker 1>froze and slowly stood, hands above his head, turning to

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<v Speaker 1>fix me with a grin as ugly and unsettling as

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<v Speaker 1>the kushdukas. Those devil natives thought they could abandon me,

0:31:51.720 --> 0:31:54.560
<v Speaker 1>he said through his manic grin. They were wrong. They

0:31:54.600 --> 0:31:59.160
<v Speaker 1>were all wrong. I showed them. Pana stood up now,

0:31:59.440 --> 0:32:02.400
<v Speaker 1>turning a fl flashlight on Buck, his blonde hair and

0:32:02.480 --> 0:32:06.479
<v Speaker 1>pale face, his expensive thermal coat and snow pants. They

0:32:06.520 --> 0:32:09.520
<v Speaker 1>were all spattered in blood. My finger went back to

0:32:09.560 --> 0:32:13.320
<v Speaker 1>the trigger. He wouldn't be missed. His father was already dead.

0:32:13.760 --> 0:32:16.760
<v Speaker 1>If he lived, he'd kill and kill again. He'd kill

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<v Speaker 1>my people, he'd kill Pana. I leveled the gun at

0:32:20.600 --> 0:32:24.760
<v Speaker 1>him and took aim. Warm gentle hands covered my hands,

0:32:25.200 --> 0:32:28.440
<v Speaker 1>and I heard Pana's voice in my ear. Please don't.

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<v Speaker 1>He isn't worth what we'll pay for this. The tightness

0:32:32.880 --> 0:32:35.440
<v Speaker 1>welling up in my chest broke into a sob. I

0:32:35.520 --> 0:32:38.960
<v Speaker 1>lowered the gun. This was it, how we all ended,

0:32:39.400 --> 0:32:42.200
<v Speaker 1>defeated by their brutality in a world that would choose

0:32:42.200 --> 0:32:47.160
<v Speaker 1>them and forget about us. Buck screamed, there was a

0:32:47.240 --> 0:32:50.959
<v Speaker 1>spear in him. The Kushduka on the ground held the spear,

0:32:51.600 --> 0:32:56.120
<v Speaker 1>grinning widely. I was on the ground holding the spear.

0:32:56.600 --> 0:32:59.240
<v Speaker 1>I was holding it with my own hands. As Buck's

0:32:59.280 --> 0:33:03.720
<v Speaker 1>blood trickled down and warmed them, I let it go,

0:33:03.840 --> 0:33:07.000
<v Speaker 1>scrambling to my feet as he fell. There were bruises

0:33:07.040 --> 0:33:11.040
<v Speaker 1>around my neck. My throat hurt when I breathed. Where

0:33:11.120 --> 0:33:15.880
<v Speaker 1>was the Kushduca? Where was Pawna. Buck fell onto his back,

0:33:16.240 --> 0:33:19.600
<v Speaker 1>the spear sticking straight up out of him. Pana lowered

0:33:19.600 --> 0:33:23.680
<v Speaker 1>the rifle, tears streaming down his face. I thought he

0:33:23.760 --> 0:33:27.560
<v Speaker 1>was going to kill you. The Kushtuca Buck went on

0:33:27.600 --> 0:33:31.320
<v Speaker 1>a rampage. Both elders who came with us hunting are dead.

0:33:32.160 --> 0:33:34.880
<v Speaker 1>There was a Kushduca. The Kushduca killed him. She was

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<v Speaker 1>right here. She looked just like me. Pana opened his

0:33:39.360 --> 0:33:42.240
<v Speaker 1>mouth the protests that looked down at Buck. He took

0:33:42.240 --> 0:33:46.080
<v Speaker 1>a deep breath. You know what, to Pisa, I think

0:33:46.080 --> 0:33:49.360
<v Speaker 1>you were right. I think there was a Cushduca. I

0:33:49.400 --> 0:33:51.920
<v Speaker 1>pulled my hands into the thick furs I was wearing.

0:33:52.480 --> 0:33:55.800
<v Speaker 1>They were beautifully made. The trim was black, with little

0:33:55.840 --> 0:33:59.560
<v Speaker 1>red flowers and green leaves trailing along the edge. They

0:33:59.560 --> 0:34:04.960
<v Speaker 1>were hand made artifacts. Even I thought I saw that

0:34:05.080 --> 0:34:08.799
<v Speaker 1>hanging in Hank Ferryman's lodge. Pana said, it looks like

0:34:08.840 --> 0:34:12.479
<v Speaker 1>the one my ana made. Once I walked to the sled,

0:34:12.640 --> 0:34:16.080
<v Speaker 1>my legs shaking. Let's take it back to her then, okay,

0:34:17.040 --> 0:34:20.479
<v Speaker 1>Pana nodded, tossing one last glance over her shoulder at Buck.

0:34:21.200 --> 0:34:25.400
<v Speaker 1>His freshly dead body smelled good, so good. I was

0:34:25.440 --> 0:34:28.560
<v Speaker 1>sure the wolves would find him soon. I swallowed the

0:34:28.560 --> 0:34:33.080
<v Speaker 1>saliva gathering in my mouth. Come on, Pana, I think

0:34:33.120 --> 0:34:36.120
<v Speaker 1>I have your Hona's ulu on that dog Sled should

0:34:36.160 --> 0:34:41.839
<v Speaker 1>be wanting it back. Pana paused, then nodded, taking my arm.

0:34:41.840 --> 0:34:46.799
<v Speaker 1>Thanks to Pisa, I smiled, you, my dear, are most

0:34:46.840 --> 0:34:53.080
<v Speaker 1>certainly welcome the end. I like that story a lot.

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<v Speaker 1>I I don't know, I don't have a ton to

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<v Speaker 1>say about it. I like when stories have kind of

0:35:00.400 --> 0:35:03.799
<v Speaker 1>like clear metaphors but not quite like beating you over

0:35:03.800 --> 0:35:08.200
<v Speaker 1>the head metaphors, and how you can interpret this like

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<v Speaker 1>a little bit more or less literally depending on how

0:35:11.840 --> 0:35:15.080
<v Speaker 1>you want to, and neither way feels false. Like sometimes

0:35:15.080 --> 0:35:19.800
<v Speaker 1>when things are sort of uncertain, you're like, it feels lazy,

0:35:20.320 --> 0:35:23.160
<v Speaker 1>and this happens actually, especially in movies for me, But

0:35:23.200 --> 0:35:24.799
<v Speaker 1>I don't feel that way at all about this one.

0:35:25.239 --> 0:35:28.600
<v Speaker 1>I just like this idea that inside of us is

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<v Speaker 1>this certain capacity, and that capacity can kind of be

0:35:35.040 --> 0:35:38.759
<v Speaker 1>understood as something external to us as well. That goes

0:35:39.360 --> 0:35:43.880
<v Speaker 1>along well with my sort of metaphysical views of the

0:35:43.920 --> 0:35:49.080
<v Speaker 1>world or whatever. Anyway, Hazel, who helps me pick out

0:35:49.120 --> 0:35:53.200
<v Speaker 1>the stories, really loves how Matilda the author builds tensions

0:35:53.200 --> 0:35:57.160
<v Speaker 1>so seamlessly in this story, weaving routine horrors like extractive

0:35:57.280 --> 0:36:00.800
<v Speaker 1>energy and racialized sexual violence in with the supernaw natural stuff.

0:36:01.360 --> 0:36:05.000
<v Speaker 1>It sort of unnormalizes that stuff and brings the horror

0:36:05.040 --> 0:36:08.600
<v Speaker 1>that underpins much of our current systems into focus. It's

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<v Speaker 1>one of the things that makes horror so fun, using fear, disgust,

0:36:12.280 --> 0:36:19.520
<v Speaker 1>and intensity to investigate underlying truth. So, yeah, it's Spooky

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<v Speaker 1>Month where the real monster was colonialism all along. Y'all

0:36:27.320 --> 0:36:29.279
<v Speaker 1>probably could have seen that coming because it's Cools on

0:36:29.360 --> 0:36:32.840
<v Speaker 1>Media book Club and we all know that colonialism was

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<v Speaker 1>the real monster all along. We'll be back next week

0:36:36.360 --> 0:36:39.760
<v Speaker 1>with another horror treat for your ears. In the meantime,

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<v Speaker 1>you can keep up with Matilda Zeller online at Matilda

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<v Speaker 1>Zeller dot WordPress dot com. How do you spell Matilda Zeller,

0:36:46.239 --> 0:36:49.200
<v Speaker 1>you might ask, Well, I'm going to tell you. You spell

0:36:49.239 --> 0:36:53.799
<v Speaker 1>Matilda M A T H I L d A and

0:36:53.880 --> 0:36:58.040
<v Speaker 1>you spell Zeller z E L l E R. So

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<v Speaker 1>that's Matilda Zeller dot org, WordPress dot com. And I'm

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<v Speaker 1>Margaret Kiljoy and you can follow me wherever you want.

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<v Speaker 1>I don't know, I okay, Well, whatever, it's spooky month.

0:37:08.400 --> 0:37:11.560
<v Speaker 1>My last book is spooky. It's called The Immortal Choir

0:37:11.600 --> 0:37:13.759
<v Speaker 1>Holds Every Voice and it's three story set in the

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<v Speaker 1>Daniel Kine Universe. It's the third book of the Daniel

0:37:16.200 --> 0:37:18.680
<v Speaker 1>Kaine series, which you can listen to the first two

0:37:18.800 --> 0:37:22.000
<v Speaker 1>on this very podcast, and you can go and listen

0:37:22.040 --> 0:37:25.279
<v Speaker 1>to the third one without having well, yeah, read the

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<v Speaker 1>third one that I haven't done in the audiobook yet

0:37:27.280 --> 0:37:30.160
<v Speaker 1>because I would record the audiobook, but for some reason,

0:37:30.200 --> 0:37:33.080
<v Speaker 1>I'm recording this every week whatever. I like my job.

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<v Speaker 1>It's called the Immortal Choir Holds every Voice, and you

0:37:35.719 --> 0:37:38.480
<v Speaker 1>can read it. It's out from Strangers in the Tangled Wilderness,

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<v Speaker 1>which is a anarchist collective and support worker owned businesses

0:37:44.160 --> 0:37:48.120
<v Speaker 1>and take care of each other and decolonize Turtle Island

0:37:48.320 --> 0:37:53.080
<v Speaker 1>and stop the genocide and take care of each other.

0:37:53.239 --> 0:37:57.239
<v Speaker 1>And it'd be good to each other because we're all

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<v Speaker 1>we've got. Oh no, I went earn it spooky. It

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